Looking at the churning dust and mist in front of him, and listening to the sound of horses' hooves like rolling thunder, Cappus's heart was also beating violently, because he knew that the key to the victory or defeat of both sides in this battle was the spear brigade he led. The victory knocked out the greatest advantage of the Syracuses, and then opened the door to victory for the whole army to attack; Defeat could make the enemy's already strong right flank even more powerful with the help of cavalry, and the whole army would be in trouble.

Cappus felt a great responsibility, but there was no time for him to be nervous and uneasy, as his own cavalry had already invaded his field of vision......

"Raise your spear!!" By roaring, he wanted to vent the fear in his heart.

"Raise your spear!" The officers shouted in the same trembling voice.

"If you move forward, you will live, and if you retreat, you will die!! Those who advance live, and those who retreat die !! ......"The company commander Tapirus heard a neat shout from the rear, and he and the soldiers beside him knew that it was the two thousand light armoured soldiers who were lined up behind the spear brigade and transferred to the various regiments, not only to prevent the enemy cavalry from rushing the spear brigade and to play the role of the last line of defense, but also to kill the pikemen who had escaped.

But even with the threat and reminder of the light armor behind him, Tapilus and his teammates' hands holding the spears were still trembling, although the Dionian cavalry had been asked to play the role of enemy cavalry charge many times in advance, so that these recruits could get used to it, but after all, it was a drill, and few people died, and now it was a real battlefield, and the huge momentum created by thousands of enemy cavalry was far more terrifying than when they were trained.

The body of each spearman shook with the tremor of the earth, causing the spears raised diagonally to shake and collide with each other with a "bang-bang-bang" sound......

At this moment, a neat shout came from behind him again: "For the sake of citizenship!! For the sake of the land!! Become the hero who saved Dionia!! ……”

The shout cut through the noisy battlefield and into the hearts of each spearman, evoking the greatest longing in their hearts, and the power of this longing gradually made their teeth stop fighting, their tongues not tremble, and they could shout with the light armoured soldiers. With each shout, their volume increased by a few points, and their hands holding their spears became stronger. By the time their shouts turned to neighing, almost drowning out the sound of horses' hooves, the spears were firmly pointed in the direction of the incoming enemy.

At this time, Capus was in a good mood, and while secretly praising the spiritual victory method taught by His Majesty Davers, he was really useful, and at the same time kept a close eye on the situation ahead.

It would take time for nearly 2,000 Dionian cavalry to completely withdraw from the flanks and free up a mile of battle for the spear brigade ahead, but Capuz knew that he did not have the time to wait, and the enemy would probably retreat or bypass the front after noticing something unusual in front of him, so he could not wait for his cavalry to completely withdraw before taking action.

"Attack!" He waved his arm resolutely.

The whole spear brigade had to meet it, and carry the galloping enemy cavalry head-on, rather than standing still as in the battle of the Trionto River, which was what Capus feared most.

This is also what Ryders is worried about, he is afraid that his cavalry will directly collide with his spear formation because of nervousness or lack of speed, causing unnecessary losses.

"Forward!" As a company leader, Tapirus's voice trembled slightly as he reminded his soldiers, like the other officers.

And the soldiers, still shouting slogans that made them excited, began to move steadily in small steps. The soldiers in the back were close to the backs of the soldiers in the front, one by one, and their spears protruded from the right shoulder of the soldiers in front. Viewed from the side, the spears of the 15 columns of soldiers form a continuous "wall of spears" with a small inclination from front to back.

The glittering, palpitating "wall of spears" remained tight, though it began to bend as it moved forward. And this closeness made every soldier in the formation become more and more calm because he felt the collective strength; At the same time, this closeness makes every soldier unable to flee the battlefield even if he is afraid and afraid, he can't even turn around, the only thing he can do is to move forward! Keep moving forward! Until you stab your enemies!

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Riding forward and galloping quickly, the human spirit is easy to enter a state of excitement, especially these fierce Celtic cavalry, they have long been ready to have a thrilling fight with the enemy who is about to rush, but they did not expect the enemy to turn around and run away, so angry that many people screamed, they repeatedly urged the horses, swore to catch up with these enemies who were afraid of death, cut them under the horses, stripped off their beautiful armor, took away their horses, cut off their heads and hung them on their horses. Even as the mercenary cavalry running on the far left staggered past the Crotone-Trina reinforcements, a handful of overly excited alien cavalry stepped forward to attack and throw javelins, only to be repulsed by the Dioonian light infantry that arrived later.

The Celtic cavalry at the front was getting closer and closer to the enemy, and many Celts had drawn their swords. At this moment, a faint neat shout came from the dusty and misty front, which startled them: There is an enemy ambush ahead?!

Just as they began to be a little suspicious, the enemy cavalry in front suddenly turned to the side, causing some cavalry to choose to continue the pursuit, while others began to slow down the galloping horses. The cavalry in the rear, enveloped by the excited shouts of their comrades and the sound of "boom" horses' hooves, did not yet notice anything unusual in front of them.

In the middle of the spear phalanx, Tapyrus could already see the enemy horsemen in front of him: some of them were cloaked in disheveled heads, some wore pointed leather helmets, dressed in dark striped cloth clothes, wielding great swords in their hands, and let out strange cries of "whine...... and moots, one by one, driving the tall horses straight towards them......

"Hades bless!" Tapyrus couldn't help but pray to the Immortal, causing the surrounding soldiers to shout too, some of whom even closed their eyes in fear, but instinctively pulled the spear tighter with both hands, which was a weapon that could protect him and give him psychological comfort in this terrible and inescapable battlefield.

They are afraid, and the enemy is equally afraid.

When they found that the enemy cavalry was turning, some of the Celtic cavalry kept up in time, and some were still trying to slow down their horses, and a shadowy "human wall" suddenly appeared in the empty battlefield and the dust and fog in front of them, and the horses rushing forward made them quickly see clearly: it was not a "human wall", but a "spear wall"!

Those long spears stretched out at them in dense clusters, not only made them feel creepy, but the horses under their crotches also kept neighing, but the inertia still caused the Celts to crash into them with men and horses......

Suddenly, men screamed, horses neighed, blood splattered, and spears broke......

Fortunately for the spearmen, the dense wall of spears formed by the four-meter-long spears prevented the enemy cavalry from rushing in front of the soldiers and being stabbed. And because they heard the shouts of the spear brigade in advance, most of the Celtic cavalry had already consciously slowed down, and the length of the spear also weakened the power transmitted to the soldiers by the cavalry after colliding, so most of the forward soldiers relied on the strength of the rear soldiers to support and offset the momentum, and only a few staggered back with the rear soldiers. As a result, the Celtic cavalry crashed into the spear phalanx, causing some confusion in the array, but not fragmenting the formation.

Of course, if the follow-up cavalry continued to charge, the spear phalanx of Dionyas would inevitably break through the gap and cause the soldiers to retreat. However, in this era, there were no specially trained heavy cavalry for frontal assault of dense infantry phalanxes, even the fierce Celtic cavalry only dared to attack the flank and rear of the infantry phalanx or rely on horsepower and speed to attack the loose light infantry ranks, and would not be stupid enough to risk their own lives to rush the front of the heavy infantry phalanx, let alone the terrifying spear phalanx in front of them, even if people dare to horse, unless the horse's eyes are blindfolded, it will definitely jump and scream, throw the cavalry off, and then turn around and run away.

After the subsequent Celts noticed the abnormality in front of them, they hurriedly reined in the war horse, and the reins suddenly tightened, making the war horse feel extremely uncomfortable. Some of them fell into a frenzy and threw their owners off their horses; A small number of riders were thrown forward by the sudden compression of their necks due to lack of oxygen, and the riders were thrown into the approaching spear wall due to inertia, and were pierced through the body by the sharp spear tip......

The leader in the rear, Gaba, and many Celts finally stopped the rushing horses, and at this moment Gaba could no longer care about the anger of the tragic death of his men, looking at the dense spear wall that was approaching in front of him, he shouted in panic: "Retreat!" Fall back! ……”

There was no need for him to shout, and every surviving Celtic cavalry was eager to grow wings and fly away from the rapidly approaching phalanx of terrifying spears. But just as they were pulling their horses back, the second wave of attack, the Numibian cavalry, galloped in, and found the Celtic cavalry turning around in the dust and mist, and it was not so easy to stop the nearly 2,000 galloping horses at once and make a tactical move to avoid.

For a moment, the cavalry exclaimed, the horses neighed, and the two sides collided together......

Some riders fell off their horses, and before they could get up, they were trampled by countless horses' hooves, and they died without even screaming; Others, with men and horses, were knocked back to the front, directly hitting the spear wall advancing in front......

More than 2,000 Numibian cavalry and Celtic cavalry were mixed together, and the horses stopped as if they were stuck in a quagmire. Aware of the danger, the riders wanted to escape from this completely chaotic battlefield immediately, but the cavalry was entangled and squeezed with each other, and there was no extra space for the horses to start, and it was obviously impossible to put order in order and allow the cavalry to retreat smoothly in a short time.